Date: 2018-02-12 18:34
On the first day of the third week, I thought I heard something different. What I found was a shrill voice. It was the Rake. I can’t listen to it long enough to even begin to transcribe it. I haven’t let anyone listen to it yet. All I know is that I’ve heard it before, and I now believe that it spoke when it was sitting in front of my husband. I don’t remember hearing anything at the time, but for some reason, the voice on the recorder immediately brings me back to that moment.
Also known as Hell-Liaison Keanu. Reeves stars as John Constantine, star of DC x7569 s Hellblazer comics and man with the ability to crack enamel baths and create impromptu bathroom fountains due to his otherworldly connections. Soggy Keanu. AV
Women are just as shallow as men, regardless of the pronouncements by gamesters like Roissy etc. If you 8767 re fat and ugly, you 8767 ll be lonely.
So I 8767 m trying to figure out this new found time alone. I 8767 m struggling with my body image and I feel largely uncreative. I also feel as though I 8767 m in stasis, waiting for the next butterfly wing beat.
We have all hear it before, location, location, location. Usually not in reference to dating though. It is true, where you choose to try to meet someone can have an impact on who you meet.
A little over a year ago, a largely evidence-free (and admittedly so) rumor began on queer site Autostraddle that Carrie Brownstein of Portlandia and Abbi Jacobson of Broad City were dating. The proof was slim but compelling: Abbi appears to have spent Carrie's birthday with her, potentially solo, on a romantic beach. They also both routinely like one another's Instagrams, which is evidence enough for all of us in the queer conspiracy community.
and it really doesn 8767 t matter for women at all. there have been so many online dating experiments done (some of them hilariously absurd). one in particular used a female profile picture of a girl with cherubism, a deformity that causes excessive bone growth in the lower jaw. the girl looked like donald duck and despite this the account still recieved a lot more messages than you would have expected. some even from attractive guys. another more infamous one involved a picture of an obese girl with visible body hair and a photoshopped pig nose. while i wouldnt say these profiles recived a flood of messages, they recieved more than any man ever would. even a fake account with a male model display picture wouldnt do as good.
I cried at the reminders of my desirability. I cried at the memories of the dinner party, Downstairs Neighbor who 8767 s long since disappeared from my life. I cried at the connection, the real mother fucking connection, that I shared with The Neighbor. I cried because it was so so sad to see how contorted I had become to make it work with him. And I cried because I have absolutely none of that beauty in my life anymore. Not like that, I don 8767 t I live on scraps and stolen moments.
Today was a reunion day, a glorious, sweet, exhaulted day filled with Golden Retriever puppies, winning lottery tickets, and back rubs by talented men.
Found in the same wooden box were two empty envelopes addressed to William and Rose, and one loose personal letter with no envelope.